"The Fabric Brought Back Memories" by Matt S.

It was that red and black flannel

Coat he wore

No fashion statement - just warmth.

It was the uniform of every daily chore

Garden variety wool

A nylon liner

No more.

It was that old coat

A little worn but never rent

Grimy ‘round the collar.

It was his old coat

Carrying his particular scent.

It was as if he still wore it

Even after he went.